The Boneyard

Before achieving fleeting stardom on TV’s Peyton Place, Ed Nelson was best known for roles in some of the nuttier drive-in flicks of the ’50s (Invasion of the Saucer Men, Attack of the Crab Monsters) — the kind of low-budget messes justly loved by trash aesthetes everywhere. Thus, it’s somehow fitting Nelson’s career is winding down with the likes of The Boneyard. If ever a contemporary cheapo seemed destined for decades-hence cult status, this is it. The production values are appropriately nonexistent, and the plot is barely comprehensible (something about a police psychic having a spiritual crisis while marauding demons eat cadavers at a local morgue). Nevertheless, unlike most recent direct-to-video slashfests, this one plays with enough conviction and genuine (if nonsensical) originality that one suspects its writer-director, James Cummins, may actually have a glimmer of talent. In any case, it’s all but impossible to resist a flick in which the two best monsters are a giant mutant French Poodle and a giant mutant Phyllis Diller. B-

The Boneyard
  • Movie
  • 98 minutes